Sienna’s POV
Two months passed, and Kael avoided me like I had teeth sharper than his wolf. Maybe I did. Maybe my anger had grown fangs after everything that happened. He was always gone before I woke up. Every morning, there would be breakfast waiting in the kitchen, covered carefully so it would not get cold too fast. Lunch would be there too. Dinner ingredients would already be prepared, or food would be packed neatly in containers. He never forgot anything. He never complained. He never asked me to help.
He just made sure I ate. Then he disappeared. At first, I told myself I was glad. I did not want to see him anyway. I did not want to sit across from the man who had ruined my life and pretend we could have normal conversations about salt, weather, and whether I liked my eggs soft or
